In a high-rise tavern, the rain and dew on the floor-to-ceiling windows squirmed and shattered like earthworms.
Accompanied by the faint rolling thunder, the whole city was shrouded in dark clouds.
The ten days of vacation have passed.
Team No. 06 has received a new mission, and Liszt sent a message to several people to meet here.
Perhaps because he had already received his salary, Heller cooperated very well and came here early.
The most unexpected thing was that although Colin was habitually an hour late, Eugene, who was always present, did not come.
On a four-person booth.
Colin patted the rain on his hair, pulled out a few tissues from the paper box on the quartz stone table, and wiped his hair.
"Why isn't Eugene here?"
Colin couldn't help but be a little confused. Although the woman was extremely casual, she would never miss such an occasion.
"There were some changes. In that plane attack, the falling wreckage caused a great impact. Things were smashed during the fall, and the flying debris penetrated into the head of a child. He died in the hospital after rescue failed.
The child in the orphanage where she stayed, and the old director, also passed away for some reason, and she is attending the funeral."
Liszt explained in detail, trying to clarify that unless it was a special event, he could not be absent without excuse.
"In addition, if you are forty minutes late, four thousand alliance coins will be deducted from your salary."
Liszt said without emotion.
"whatever."
Colin doesn't care much about this kind of thing anymore, as long as he can cover his daily expenses. After this matter is over, the house in the resort city will be sold, and he will have to leave Los Angeles.
Just as Colin guessed, Violet was not from the Free Alliance. She just came here not long after applying for a visa. She didn’t even have a place to live. She didn’t live much in the house in the resort city. It happened to be rented to her. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be honest and kind.
paid the rent.
"Can I stop picking up girls during working hours? The quality is good. How much did it cost?"
Heller was a little dumbfounded, because Colin did not come alone. There was also a supermodel, extremely tall woman with silver hair sitting next to him. The most important thing was that she was not pleasing to the eye, and she was wearing sunglasses indoors.
Not to mention, while smoking popping cigarettes, I was also chewing gum.
"this……"
Colin didn't know how to explain it.
"What you said was really hurtful, sweetheart."
Violet exhaled a puff of smoke, pinched Heller's chin with her slender white thumb and index finger, and lifted it slightly.
There was a little sweat on Heller's forehead. She didn't see any movement at all, and by the time she reacted, she was already under control.
"How can you say indecent words with such a beautiful mouth?"
Violet tried to run her thumb over Heller's lips.
"Give you three seconds to let go, 3, 2."
Heller began counting.
Violet didn't take it seriously.
There was a click.
Snapped his fingers.
Next, Heller seemed to be under a freezing spell. His eyes, expression and body were completely frozen, as if he had turned into a sculpture. He could not even breathe, and his mouth slowly began to turn white.
Violet also stopped her hand and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
But Heller remained motionless, completely frozen.
"who are you?"
Liszt questioned Violet's background. Maybe she had controlled Colin and came to kill people like him.
"She is...a demon hunter. I don't know what that means. Anyway, she is in a hostile relationship with SCT. Relax. Also, can you unlock the...magic on her first?"
Seeing that Heller was slowly starting to suffer from hypoxia, although Colin didn't care about Heller's life or death, he was at least a helper in the fight against SCT.
"It's okay. She can survive for about forty-four minutes. When she is extremely hypoxic, the abyss will help her repair her body."
"Do you care about her?"
"Are you going to...betray me?"
Violet pretended to be extremely sad, so fake that Liszt could see it right away.
"What method is this?"
Liszt couldn't help but ask, even if so many bizarre things happened, this situation was unheard of.
"Um... magic or something, I guess."
Colin asked Violet how to do it. He was extremely curious. The strange thing was that she answered simply, but she didn't say anything. Colin couldn't understand it. In short, it was something mysterious and mysterious, and it required some strange mixture of drugs.
, and then reach a spiritual and ethereal state to meditate, and become familiar with the elements, the framework of the universe and some basic rules in the deep world until they can mobilize and control them. Anyway, Colin is so awesome that he can't believe it.
But violet can indeed do this.
"Magic...does such a thing really exist? Are you a magician?"
Liszt couldn't help but think of the man named Clay in White Rock Town. He was not infected with the Abyssal Syndrome, and he also mastered a secret technique.
"You want to say... witch doctor, poison, that's what it means?"
"No, my fiancé has already said that I am a demon hunter."
Violet said extremely seriously.
"Fiancé... um."
Liszt can actually discern people's micro-expressions. Although there is no 100% accuracy, according to statistical probability, this woman is just engaging in some kind of entertainment.
"Do you like role-playing..."
But Liszt quickly ignored it and asked: "You and SCT have a hostile relationship. Can you tell me part of the reason?"
He understood that this silver-haired woman might want to seek cooperation and use the Countermeasures Bureau's information network to carry out efficient operations.
"because I……"
The bubbles Violet was blowing burst and she added: "Hunting every person infected with Abyssal Syndrome."
"Why?"
"In order to maintain the peace of the universe and implement love and justice..."
"Stop it first. I probably know it, so my colleagues and I are also within the hunting range, right?"
"That's right."
"Hmm... So you want to kill all the SCTs first, and then kill us, because we are relatively less threatening. Can you understand it this way?"
"You are very smart."
"Then it's a deal. We will share SCT-related information with you, but it depends on the weight of the people you kill. The higher you go, the more critical the information you can share. You understand, we won't completely believe you.
One-sided words.”
"Sounds fair, cheers."
Before Liszt could say anything, Violet raised her glasses, clinked them, and drank it all in one gulp.
Colin also didn't trust Violet, and told her about killing the people from the Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Association, emphasizing that she would just like the top cadres of the SCT, snap her fingers and explode the infected people into blood mist.
"It seems that SCT is far more difficult to deal with than we thought. In addition to infected people, they also have...magicians? Or warlocks, but the most important thing at the moment is this."
After speaking, Liszt put his phone on the table and played a video.
It was an interview scene. At an intersection, many reporters were questioning a man with very short hair and a black suit.
"Is this some kind of performance art?"
"Or tell me what kind of movement you want to start."
"Can you say a word? Or is silence the essence of this movement?"
Liszt closes the video.
"You should have heard about this to some extent. In addition to all kinds of crazy people in SCT, there are also this kind of crazy people. They stand guard at every intersection. It has become a normal state. Citizens are even slowly starting to
Accept this phenomenon. If there are no police to stop it, they will stand there 24 hours a day, and there will be people taking turns to replace them."
"The weirdest thing is that there is no way to know where these people came from. They don't carry any electronic devices with them and cannot be traced. Their whereabouts are as secretive as ghosts. There is no consumption record at all, and the surveillance of all stores and restaurants does not identify them.
Shadow, even their food source has no trace, and seems to have a secret transportation network and storage location."
"And just last night, the situation escalated further."
"While this weirdo was standing guard, snipers were ambushing around him and shot all the police officers who tried to get close."